Outlaster
I idled so far my rigging froze...
Long night, green light above and below
I will not stop sailing though ever in mind
The words of my lover who died in his time
Sailing sailing slow
Across a still ocean
Dark and cold
Sailing sailing slow
To rest in the ice of a passing floe
At peace from drowning
Far out he sings
What can forever but misery bring?
Come closer Come closer
No wonder waning, still on I wend
A thousand years trailing
Forgotten friends
All calling, all calling, reply, reply
Faint light in the water, faint light
In the sky